Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

The stairs are wooden and dry to the touch. Why don't you try to make fire?

It's a pity that it turns out that you can't get out of sparks at all by just taking a set of sticks and planks without a flame.

Xin Fan has received professional field survival training, but it really doesn't work.

After several attempts to no avail, Xin Fan had to take Conan on a dark tunnel survival journey.

At the beginning, Conan kept chattering about Mezcal and the organization. Obviously the future is uncertain, but he seems to want to seize every minute and every second to gather information from Xinfan. It's just that Xinfan ignores this. Since he is still alive, he has to live on. He doesn't want to reveal Lao Di to the detectives, not to mention that there is a pair of parents behind Conan who don't know their position. But later, gradually, Conan's cough became weaker and weaker, and in the end, he had no energy to speak.

Xinfan knew that it was because the effect of adrenaline faded.

A second before the fainting, Conan closed his eyes and said sincerely: "Mr. Asano, thank you."

Whether it is the kindness of saving one's life today, or the intention of secretly protecting during this time, Conan remembers it deep in his brain.

If they can get out alive, he will repay Mr. Asano well.

Xinfan felt the gradual and steady breathing of the little guy on his back, and there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.

He didn't really want death's gratitude.

...

The man had beautiful silver hair and a cool black windbreaker over his black outfit. It was a pity that both his hair and clothes were a bit messy, and there was a black ash beside his thin lips.

Seeing such an embarrassed gin, Jiangguling's heart sank slightly because of the gin resumed its active beating again.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Guling asked preemptively.

Gin's brows and eyes were full of sarcasm: "Your face is really ugly."

Jiang Gu Ling's face changed in response, and he was about to refute, but he listened to the gin and said, "Mezcal took pains to spread me away, just to be Rum's soul under the sword?"

Jiang Guling said in a deep voice: "It seems that I don't need to tell you where he is."

"Give me an explanation." Gin's expression was faint, and he couldn't see anything. "The reason you left alone, the reason Mezcal went in, and why did you leave me?"

Jiang Gu Ling was silent for two seconds when he heard the words, but soon he burst into laughter presumptuously.

"I thought you knew." Smiling enough, it was Bourbon's turn to mock this time. "Didn't Mezcal tell you that I have accepted his olive branch?"

Gin's blade-like eyes swept towards Bourbon unceremoniously.

"However, since Mezcal is dead," Jiang Guling didn't know how much courage he needed to say this as usual, "Of course the cooperation agreement between me and him is invalid."

Mezcal actually instigated Bourbon?

This news can't let Gin not be shocked.

Although he had made the same suggestion to Mezcal, it was more of a joke. In any case, he couldn't imagine that the man had secretly contributed to this incident.

Bourbon is a confidant of Rum, who has been highly regarded by Rum since joining the organization five years ago. The instinct of rebelling against waves has brought them considerable benefits.

Seeing that Gin had been somber and silent, Jiang Gu Ling estimated that he had to continue to "confess", so he said:

"I told Mescal that Rum didn't want Dr. Aga's allegiance at all. What he really cared about was something that was taken by Dr. Aga. Rum didn't get the thing, but Rum gave the order to execute the target. And retreated. Before, Curaçao let me and Ley go first, and he stayed behind.

"Mezcal felt that there was a problem when he heard it. He suspected that Curaçao had already got something like that, so he ignored my dissuasion and insisted on going deep into the fire."

Gin curled his lips in disdain.

Did Mezcal’s confidence in himself be too high for an unnecessarily risky thing?

"As for why he should distract you, his original words are—" Jiang Gu Ling said in Mezcal's usual tone. "The gin is too impulsive and brainless. It's a disaster to stay."

Jiang Gu Ling swears that he saw the tyranny in the eyes of Gin, this guy was really angry.

Unexpectedly, in just a few months, Jing Guang would be able to gain the trust of Gin. You know, this is the guy that the old fox Akai has been unable to handle for three years.

Gin was angry, but he was not irrational enough to take Bourbon.

Instead, he accepted Bourbon's explanation.

"The corridor on the second basement of the villa, from east to west, under the thirteenth floor tile, there is a tunnel leading to a safe house three kilometers away." Gin said coldly, "If you want to find Mezcal, go to Go there. The tunnels extend in all directions, the supplies are limited, and he might really die a little later."

Jiang Gu Ling was stunned in place. He had lived in the villa for so long and he didn't even find the tunnel!

If his explanation just a little bit dissatisfied the gin, is he really going to let Mezcal die in the tunnel?

Jiang Guling is determined to withdraw his judgment on the trust between Gin and Mezcal. For patients with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder like Gin who cannot tolerate a sand in their eyes, they probably will never know the fascination of trust and being trusted for a lifetime. .

Jiang Guling suppressed his excitement, he had to perform the last play in front of the gin, but his heart had already flown into the tunnel.

Shinhan and Conan were finally rescued.

When the firefighters pulled them out of the tunnel, Conan was almost dehydrated, and Xinfan's eyes were covered with thick black green.

"It's like a ghost." This was Gin's first sentence after seeing Mezcal.

Fortunately, Conan is in a coma~www.readwn.com~ If he sees the gin, he might immediately ignore the sickness and investigate alone.

Xinfan was a little surprised to see Jinjiu and Jiang Guling together, but he wouldn't easily say anything when he didn't know the specific situation.

Xinfan just nodded politely to Bourbon, and got into the ambulance.

Gin looked at Bourbon, then at Mezcal, and suddenly followed him before the ambulance closed.

The medical staff wanted to stop, but they silently silenced the indifferent eyes on the gin.

Jiang Gu Ling was furious: "What are you doing?!"

Gin raised his eyebrows: "He and I are action partners. Isn't it normal to accompany him to the hospital? It's you, don't you want to be suspected by Rum?"

Sure enough, this gin still didn't believe his explanation just now!

It's just that Jingguang's phone has broken, and he can't collude with him in advance!

Xinfan sat in the ambulance, watching the interaction between Gin and Bourbon, only to think they were noisy.